Never Back Down

I was always a very intuitive kid always picking up the little things. I knew even at the age of five that my dad didn't have a normal job. Normal jobs didn't involve guns and body guards. Normal jobs wouldn't have my dad threatening my kinder garden teacher to not speak my last name. Normal jobs wouldn't have the whole town shitting bricks at just the mention of my dad's name. Normal jobs wouldn't make my dad have to hide the fact that I even existed. No. My dad didn't have a normal job. But then again my dad wasn't normal. My dad wasn't a normal father. He taught me about guns how to use them and how to handle them and about death what happens and what it means at the age of 3. He taught me how to pick locks and how to hide my emotions at the age of four. By age five he was convinced that I would follow in his footsteps. I just wasnt sure that I wanted to...